Bruuuuce

I've had a busy week. That's why I haven't posted. Either that or I'm a lazy blogger. I'm in the middle of writing up my NYC trip last week but Tales of the City takes time people! In the interim, as my FC and FB friends know, I saw The Boss Tuesday night in San Jose. How the hell a 62 year old man does what he does is beyond me. I'm sure it'll be my last go round with Bruce, but never say never.. It was a hell of a show.

Malodorous

Madonna launched a new fragrance last week. It's called Truth Or Dare and smells like desperation. I launched a fragrance just last night and it didn't do anything but piss off the wife.

I saw a dude wearing a pair of Uggs at Peets last week. Is that acceptable in proper society?

Here's a good article on tats:

http://www.slate.com/articles/life/doonan/2012/04/how_common_are_tattoos_too_common_.html

Does anyone give a damn, besides me of course, about the meaning behind celebrity tattoos?

Easter and Everything After

I haven't put up a good blog post in quite a while. Ever, you say? Well, opinions are like smart phones. Everyone's got one. Even me.

I jumped from the 90's to the present last weekend when I ditched my flip and activated my smaht phone (as in Casey Affleck's line in Good Will Hunting: My boy's wicked smaht). SB1 got the same phone at the same time. Now we're the phone twins. I told him if he can get a buddy to get the same one we could be Fun Boy Three. And I don't throw around obscure 80's band references lightly. I told the boy that since we now have twin phones, the next step is twin tats. Since I 'll be back in DC next month, as he allegedly graduates, I told him we could do it then. I'm thinking he goes with a double deuce and I do the double nickel. Then we'll get them lasered on our next birthdays.

We had a great Easter dinner at #1's house along with the #2s. Champagne and wine flowed freely to get us ready for the lamb feast. We dressed SB2 in a cute outfit, which is a story in itself. He generally only wears t-shirts and gym shorts so he knew something was up. And was not having any of it. My wife spent about five minutes trying to get his one button down shirt on before I stepped in and wrestled him into it. The shorts had a zipper and button. He didn't fight that too much, but he didn't have to like it

I'm looking forward to a relaxing Saturday evening. I've got the most recent episodes of Mad Men and Real Time on the DVR. I told the wife she's responsible for dinner. She has to both call it in and pick it up.

The Kids Are Alright

I got the following note, via LinkedIn, from my older son today.

"I'd like to add you to my professional network on LinkedIn."

I'm saddened that he has already given up on the possibility of a successful career.

As far as SB2 is concerned, I have no beef with him. He hasn't crapped on the family room carpet in a month.

The girl gave me the opportunity to make a pre-payment on her 2012-2013 housing this week. I always appreciate her emails. This is what I sent back.

Double Deuce

I became a dad 22 years ago today. I'm a proud pappy.

I got an email from SB1 today. We're getting him a phone for his birthday and he was worried about the new data plan charges. He suggested that maybe he could re-purpose the first mobile phone that I got my wife a few decades ago, which we've dubbed "the brick". I said that might be a good idea, but that he'd have to put on harem pants and listen to MC Hammer do "Can't Touch This" while he texts.

I've been goofing around the with Augie Doggie theme with the boy lately. He probably figures the old man has finally cracked, but at least the data plan bill is still getting paid. I put a picture of Doggie Daddy under the return address when I mailed him something recently. Did I mention he wants to stay in DC after he graduates?